Thursday, February 21, 2013

All good things, now come to me.
I'm settling in with my mind again, diving into a flow.
This evening I rode my bike past an alley of trees, the light shone dusty golden through the branches. It was such a dreamlike scenery, so soft and mysterious and soothing.
I saw all people through that nostalgic haze, everything seemed quieter, slower, more kind for that moment. I inhaled deeply.
It was more than air, it was that light, that smell of autumn.


// from 16.09.12 













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